"Wow! She's so tough! She's brave enough to love and to hate. Amazing!"

Hearing her friend being praised, Song Yaoyao's eyes curved proudly.

She quietly shuffled closer to Huo Yunque.

But just as she was about to show off to him, she felt a kick on the back of her chair.

Song Yaoyao furrowed her brows and turned around.

In the dark, she couldn't see the person's face, but judging by the silhouette and figure, it was likely a man. She pursed her lips and warned, "Don't kick my chair again."

"Fine." The guy nodded without much sincerity; his attitude was cold.

Huo Yunque rubbed the prayer beads around his wrist. He seemed to be focused on the movie in front of him.

Song Yaoyao turned her head back to continue watching the movie, but within two minutes, she felt another kick on her chair...

And it didn't just stop at one.

She clenched her fists and took a deep breath. Just as she was about to stand up, she discovered someone had beat her to it. Huo Yunque stood on his seat, stretched out his hand, and pulled the man toward him in one scoop.

The man's face finally came into view. He was in his twenties and his hair was dyed a dirty orange color, making him look sloppy.

"What are you doing?!"

The youth wanted to swear at first, but when he looked into the man's cold eyes, he quickly swallowed back his words and cried out weakly.

Everyone was attracted by the commotion and turned around to take a look.

Huo Yunque's voice was gentle. "This is a public space. Please quieten down. If you don't want your leg anymore, I can help you deal with it."

The youth was being held by his collar. He struggled a little, unsure how the man managed to keep hold of him. Huo Yunque looked calm like he wasn't applying any strength, but it was impossible to break free from his grasp.

The young man gritted his teeth unhappily. "I didn't say anything! Besides, it's not like I kicked your chair. How are you related?"

Song Yaoyao blinked and looked at Huo Yunque.

Everyone quickly figured out the cause of the argument based on the youth's question.

When watching a movie, it was common to encounter people who did not abide by public order. Some kicked the seats in front of them, and some even rested their feet on top.

It was a common occurrence.

So, they were actually happy to see this guy being scolded.

Huo Yunque looked down. His voice was calm as he said without hesitation, "She's family. Are you happy with that answer?"

"You! Fine!"

The youth pulled away with all his strength as the man's cold eyes swept across him. He felt his goosebumps stand on end.

Gritting his teeth, he resisted the urge to swear.

"You haven't apologized yet."

"What? I..." The young man looked at Song Yaoyao. Her lips were red and her teeth were white. Was she blind? How did she pick such a cold guy? The youth took a deep breath and said unwillingly, "Sorry, are you happy now?"

After saying this, he lost the mood to watch the movie and quickly pulled his girlfriend out of there.

Song Yaoyao's lips curved upwards and her dimples sunk. They sat back down and Song Yaoyao leaned toward Huo Yunque again. "Gege, am I family?" she whispered.

A finger pressed against her forehead and pushed her away.

"It's a public space. Please quieten down."

Song Yaoyao pouted. "Okay..."

Ride the Wind ran for 1 hour 46 minutes. As the ending theme song played, the lights in the theater began to turn back on.

At that moment, she spotted a couple in the front row with their lips still locked. When the lights turned on, they jumped in surprise, not realizing that the film had ended.

The girl buried herself into the man's arms shyly as everyone smiled at them with envy.